"Young and poor," the old man continued, knowing too much about the baby son's character. "After playing for so long and brushing three of my cards, you can really play."

"Isn't your money just for me to spend? Who else would you spend it on? Are there any other people who can spend your money besides those brothers on the foster path? Yu Ziang's questions were asked in succession.

"Okay, don't install it here for me, you know I'm not angry about it," the old man knew he could not say his son, he had always been the ancestor of this son, what he wanted to do, he was his...